章 1266: Desire for Vengeance

News of the duel between the Dancing Stripe Pack and the Silverstar Pack spread far.

As the rising power of the new era, the sheer mentioning of the pack, under the figure who killed the Fifthborn was capable of attracting attention from across the continent. Different parties from low, mid, and even high-rank Supernaturals had their eyes set on this.

Because of that, Prince Alaric was not the only observer of this battle.

Hiding in the shadows were prying eyes, burning what had happened here to memory.

Untraceable but was definitely there to witness what was about to happen.

One such observer was a figure looking down at the battlefield from a high cliff—a figure of storm, a gathering of dark clouds, that formed this figure with light azure eyes. He watched the Silverstar Pack clash against the waiting horde of Werewolves.

No expression could clearly be discerned from his face.